Wen Lingyu put the sword on Zhuang Shaozong's neck, and then shouted to the guard who was fighting with the senior brother, "Hey! Put down the weapon, or I will kill him!"

Uncle Zhuang looked sideways and realized that his young city lord had been held to his neck with a sword by a little girl at some unknown time.

Killing intent flashed in his eyes, he directly pushed Wan Ren away with his sword, and moved quickly towards Wen Lingyu.

"Don't come here! Stop there." When Wen Lingyu saw the guard rushing towards him with his sword, he immediately shouted at him.

"Let the young city lord go," Uncle Zhuang said solemnly.

Wen Lingyu lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his hand. He was very sick but very fierce. Unfortunately, he was a little loser who was even more useless than her and had no cultivation at all.

"You asked me to let him go, and I let him go? Do you think I'm stupid!" If he let Zhuang Shaozong go, then he still wanted to take his life.

Zhuang Shaozong was already very unhappy when Wen Lingyu and the others broke into the secret room where he imprisoned those who had offended him. Now that she was threatening them with a sword, he was even more angry.

He, the dignified young city lord of Zhijin City, had never been so angry.

"You damn monks, if you don't let me go quickly, if I make any mistake, my father will definitely skin you!"

His father was his only son and had doted on him the most since childhood. If they dared to treat him like this, they would never let them leave Zhijin City alive.

"You dare to threaten me?" Wen Lingyu slapped him twice.

Has the young city lord not yet understood the situation? His life is now in her hands.

"You dare to hit me?"

Zhuang Shaozong was so angry that he immediately wanted to fight back, but there was still a sword around his neck.

Wen Lingyu ignored him and snatched the cup-like magic weapon from his hand, and the surrounding barrier immediately shattered.

"Eldest brother, come here quickly!" She waved to the eldest brother and third brother.

"Third Senior Brother, come and hold the sword." Wen Lingyu pulled Zhang Qiang over and motioned for him to continue threatening with the sword.

She took time out to see what was going on in the jade slip.

Sure enough, Xing Zhang got a message back to him.

He said he couldn't find the entrance to the room.

She looked at the group of people who had just been rescued from the cage. With so many people, the city lord should not be able to deny them.

Wen Lingyu put away the jade slips.

"Senior Brother, let's go out, and you stay here to look after them." She was worried that if they all went out together, Zhuang Shaozong would do something to the group of monks without knowing it, and there would be no evidence by then.

After all, he has so many magic weapons, it would not be unusual if he could teleport other people's magic weapons.

Song Qian nodded in agreement.

"Okay, Young City Master, let's go, let's go out and meet your father."
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Zhuang Ping couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that Gui Shuangyin and the others found nothing.

Fortunately, he had prepared it in advance. The entrance to the secret room was not something that ordinary people could find.

Gui Shuangyin's brows were almost twisted into a rope. The junior brother clearly said that the entrance was in the room, but he couldn't find the entrance after searching for a long time.

Even Wen Lingyu didn't respond. There must be a mistake.

Just as he was worried, his junior brother ran in from outside.

"Elder brother, the one who captured those monks was the city lord's son. Junior sister and the others have found evidence!" He was so excited. Junior sister Lingyu really didn't lie to him. He was actually hiding in the young city lord's yard. .City Lord Zhuang Ping's expression changed after hearing these words.

what happened?

Is it
He walked into his son's room in three steps, rushed to the bed and lifted the quilt, and saw that the person lying on it was not his son at all, but a puppet with a talisman on his face.

Shaozong went to the secret room!
Didn't he tell me not to go in the past few days? !Why are you fooling around again!
He was anxious in his heart and quickly turned around, only to see Gui Shuangyin following him in.

"Lord City Lord, aren't you going to explain?" Gui Shuangyin said sternly.

"Fellow Daoist Gui, you won't even believe such nonsense without evidence. If it was really done by people from my city lord's palace, why should I bother you to help investigate this matter?" Although Zhuang Ping was panicked in his heart, his face was calm. It's still calm and calm, and I plan to refuse to admit it.

The opening of the secret room required the magical weapon he gave Shaozong. As long as they couldn't see the evidence, anything they said was just speculation.

"You locked me up in a secret room underground! The evidence is solid and you still want to quibble!" Xing Zhang was so angry and speechless at his shamelessness that he rushed in front of him and yelled angrily.

"Oh? Who is it? Why didn't I see him?" Zhuang Ping continued to pretend to be dead.

"Crack-"

"Lord City Lord, I wonder if this counts as evidence?"

A door suddenly appeared on the originally empty wall. When it was opened slowly, Wen Lingyu and Zhang Qiang were seen holding Zhuang Shaozong with swords.

His guard Uncle Zhuang was still following him, but the sword in his hand was now in Wen Lingyu's hand.

"Little junior sister!" Xiao Chisheng shouted in surprise when he saw his little junior sister coming out.

Jiang Qingbaiye let go of her heart with relief.

"Shaozong!" Zhuang Ping was completely panicked when he saw the sword on his son's neck.

That was his only son.

His eyes glanced at the silent Uncle Zhuang beside him, feeling a little resentful. What happened to this Uncle Zhuang?

Why didn't you protect Shaozong?
Uncle Zhuang felt a little guilty when he saw him. He was originally fighting with Song Qi'an, thinking that the Young City Lord had a magical weapon with him, so no one could hurt him. Who knew that he would have someone remove the knife holder without paying attention? The city lord has it on his neck.

It was he who was careless!
"Fellow Daoist Wen, let my son go, we can discuss everything." For the sake of his son's safety, Zhuang Ping immediately said kindly.

But his hand quietly touched the ring on his thumb.

"Dad, save me quickly! Not only do they want to kill me, they also want to beat me!" Zhuang Shaozong said with a sad face as soon as he saw his father.

Zhuang Ping felt distressed.

He quickly turned to look at Gui Shuangyin, who had a serious look on his side, "Fellow Daoist Gui, is there any misunderstanding? My son has always been weak, how could he be the one who arrested those monks?"

"Let my son go first. If there is any misunderstanding, let's sit down and discuss it slowly."

Zhang Qiang looked at his hypocritical look and didn't want to pay attention to him. He put his hands on his hips and said, "Misunderstanding? How could you not know about the good things your son did? Why, is it possible that City Lord Zhuang was also deceived?" He used to listen to the city. The people there said that the city lord of this village was the kindest and fairest person, and he always took good care of the people in the city.

I didn't expect him to be able to pretend.

Zhuang Ping was said to have a guilty conscience, but he still managed to stay calm, "I really don't know. If it is the child's fault, I will definitely punish him severely and give justice to those monks."

When Zhuang Shaozong heard that his father was going to punish him, he immediately became unhappy.

"Dad, why are you talking to them and not asking them to let me go quickly? Didn't you say that our family has the final say in Zhijin City, and we will take the life of whomever we want?" He really said I don’t understand, what happened to his father today? Isn’t he always acting vigorously and resolutely?
Wen Lingyu:
The city lord has raised a stupid son.


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